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Lord Lindesay, besides his natural sullenness and hardness of temper, is the near kinsman of Henry Darnley, and Ruthven has his own deep and dangerous plans. The Council, besides, speak of proofs by writ and word, of a casket with letters of I know not what." "Ah! good Melville," answered the Queen, "were I as sure of the even-handed integrity of my judges, as of my own innocence and yet "
Character of the country Damage of provisions Adroitness of the natives in catching fish The skiff broken up Stream from the North-East supposed to be the Darling Change of country in descending the river Intercourse with the natives Prevalence of loathsome diseases among them Apparent populousness of the country Junction of several small streams The Rufus, the Lindesay, &c.
He was the son of that Lord Ruthven who was prime agent in the murder of Rizzio; and little mercy was to be expected from his conjunction with Lindesay. The employment of such rude tools argued a resolution on the part of those who had the Queen's person in their power, to proceed to the utmost extremities, should they find Mary obstinate.
At this Sholto let his horse go where it would, and, as they were passing at the time through a coppice of hazel, he caught his saucy sweetheart quickly by the wrist. "Mistress Maud, you shall not play with me!" he said; "you will tell me plainly do you love me or do you not?" Maud Lindesay puckered her pretty face as if she had been about to cry.
Above, in the low-roofed chambers, which gave upon the wooden balcony, were the apartments of Maud Lindesay and her charge, little Margaret Douglas, the Fair Maid of Galloway. Now the single postern stair of the castle was shut at the foot, where it opened out upon the hall of the guard by a sparred iron gate, the key of which was put into Sholto's charge.
The Queen's courage well-nigh gave way at the mention of Bothwell's name a name connected with such a train of guilt, shame, and disaster. But the prolonged boast of Lindesay gave her time to rally herself, and to answer with an appearance of cold contempt "It is easy to slay an enemy who enters not the lists.
Maud Lindesay shook her pretty head mournfully. "Ah, Margaret, you will know some day," she said. "I have been wicked, not in things one has to confess to Father Gawain, but, well, in making people like me, and give me things, and come to see me, and then afterwards flouting them for it and sending them away." It was not a lucid description, but it sufficed.
"Oh, Maud Lindesay," said Sholto, with a little conflicting sob in his throat, ill becoming so noted a warrior as the captain of the castle-guard of the Black Douglas, "if you knew how I loved you, you would not treat me thus." The girl came nearer to him and laid a white and gentle hand on the sleeve of his blue archer's coat.
"What think you of this day's doings, Mistress Lindesay?" asked Sholto as he swung along beside the train with little Margaret Douglas's hand still clutching the thick curls at the back of his neck. The maid of honour tossed her shapely head, and, with a little pretty upward curl of the lip, exclaimed: "'Twas as stupid a tourney as ever I saw.
Maud Lindesay parted from Sholto upon the roof of the keep. She had gone up thither to watch the cavalcade ride off where none could spy upon her, and Sholto, noting the flutter of white by the battlements, ran up thither also, pretending that he had forgotten something, though he was indeed fully armed and ready to mount and ride.
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